The hurt are hurting
The once bled are bleeding
The poison awakening her body
Now awaiting her feeding
A feast is prepared
Of flesh on bread
Prepared by the ghoulish chef
The only way to have him, DEAD
As more guests arrive
They seat in groups of 5
Watching their zombie queen
Slowly come to life
Buzzing around her, the flies
Guests licking their lips at bat blood pies
Waiting the vampires werewolves demons and others
Watch her body rise
Howls screams and devilish laughs
Wakening the worst type of witchcraft
Slowly rising from her Gothic bed
As the feast begins they laugh
Blood in their goblet fire in their hearts
This is where the party starts
A fresh canvas lying on the table
This is where you see their twisted arts
Carved in the flesh of a humans skin
The queen stands and screams, "DIG IN!"
After the feast music is heard
Everyone parts to the pit and the ceremony begins
The human sacrifice hung up on stage
The devil looks on and watches in rage
As the queen kills her and drinks her blood
And throws the leftovers into a cage
And hangs it high above the pit
As everyone moshes to a new breed of shit
After that everyone leaves
As 5 candles in a pentagram are lit
The hurt are hurting
The once bled are bleeding
A new queen arose tonight
At this Gothic meeting
